Traitor, he is bent on death

Shengjia went all the way to Guozijian. Guozijian Jijiu received the news in advance and stood at the gate to welcome Shengjia.

Jiang Jintang rarely came to the Imperial College.

Excellent students from all over the world are gathered here, and their favorite thing is to point out the evils of the times, and fight against traitors. Novelty.

Guozijian Jijiu has always looked down on Jiang Jintang and other villains. He is respectful to Xuanlan, but he refuses to give Jiang Jintang even a superfluous look.

"Now is the rest time for the students." Jijiu said to Xuan Lan, "I have some impressions of the child His Majesty is looking for, and it is in the study in front."

Xuan Lan hummed lightly, turned around a corridor, and saw that the study was very lively.

Qin Sang had never been educated before, so it was a bit difficult for him to study with these young masters who already had some basic knowledge, but he was exquisite and good-looking, and when he first came, many classmates showed him Curious, especially Xuan Jingyin, the youngest son of King De Jun.

After the class, Xuan Jingyin brought a few younger brothers to Qin Sang's side, looked down at the thin Qin Sang, "Hey, why do you look like a girl? Are you a woman disguised as a man?"

Qin Sang didn't want to talk to him, didn't say anything, this made Xuan Jingyin very upset, he has always been a lawless bully at home, his grandmother and mother protected him, and in the Imperial College, because his father is the king of the county Few people dare not flatter him, and immediately said: "Are you deaf or dumb? Can't you hear me?!"

Qin Sang slowly sorted out the books she had just received.

When he was in the village, his uncle and aunt were reluctant to send him to study without sending him to study, so he could only secretly lie on the window of the primary school to eavesdrop in the window of the primary school while he was doing work. The master turned a blind eye to this matter , but if a child from the same village who disliked him went to complain to his uncle and aunt, he would be dragged back and beaten severely, making him do more and heavier work.

At that time, he was very envious of those children who could sit in the elementary school with neat clothes and read books. Now, by chance, he came to the best and largest school in the world. Qin Sang cherished this very much. Chance.

So when she heard Xuan Jingyin's words, she just raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Xuan Jingyin had never been so ignored before, and said angrily: "Whose family do you belong to? Why are you so rude?!"

A little fat man ran in panting and shouted: "Brother Yin! Brother Yin! I know who this new kid belongs to!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the little fat man, and asked, "Whose family is it?"

The network of relationships in the capital is intricate. Although these children are young, they all know how to develop contacts for themselves. Almost everyone of the same age in the capital knows each other. But Qin Sang is undoubtedly a heretic. He appeared out of thin air and was assigned to I entered class A, which is really very curious.

The little fat man said in a strange tone: "Haven't you heard? That treacherous minister has a son! This Qin Sang is the son of that treacherous minister!"

The faces of everyone changed immediately. If they were just xenophobic before, they could almost be said to be disgusted now.

Class A is almost all the sons of the clan, but there is no one in the Xuan family who does not hate Jiang Jintang. If Jiang Jintang hadn't monopolized the power, why would the Xuan family be so low-key and small, unable to hold their heads up under the pressure of an eunuch.

Especially Xuan Jingyin, that handsome face was full of disgust: "You are the son of that eunuch Jiang Jintang!?"

Qin Sang frowned, and finally said, "No."

"You're lying!" the little fat man said, "I just heard what my master said! You are the son of a big treacherous official! Your father is a big treacherous minister, and you are a little treacherous minister! It's definitely not good for a person like you to grow up. thing!"

The other students were incited by these words, and echoed: "Yes! You are a little traitor! You must be a bad person just like your father!"

Xuan Jingyin folded his arms and said, "We don't study with the eunuch's son, you go away or we go to the master to kick you out?"

Qin Sang bit her lip and said, "Jiang Jintang is not the kind of person you said."

Although he only met Jiang Jintang twice, he felt that... such a good-tempered and gentle person would not be the traitor in these people's mouths.

"Ha." Xuan Jingyin seemed to have heard some big joke, a kid in his teens, whether he was big or small, the words he said were the most heartbreaking: "Do you know what good things Jiang Jintang has done? He is a eunuch, but he is trying to control the lifeblood of the country. He not only forms cliques in the court, but also maliciously suppresses other ministers who do not want to join him! Over the years, countless people have died in his hands, even the Queen Mother! If you dare to attack, the crime is simply...what the hell is that?!"

A student with relatively good academic performance said: "It's too much to write."

Xuan Jingyin said: "Yes! It's too much to write down! You still speak for him, I think you really are that..."

Someone added: "Collusion!"

"That's right! You're in the same boat!" Xuan Jingyin curled his lips and said, "If you don't go by yourself, we'll go to the master and find the sacrificial wine! Let the entire Imperial College know that you are Jiang Jintang's son, I see you when the time comes How can you stay still!"

Qin Sang has experienced such malice since he was a child. He said coldly, "No matter what you do, I will not leave."

"Why are you so thick-skinned!" the little fat man yelled, "You are as shameless as a treacherous minister!"

Qin Sang looked at him sharply: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The little fat man made a grimace: "Why don't you allow me to say it?! I want to say it! Jiang Jintang became nine thousand years old by selling his ass! Everyone knows!"

Although Qin Sang hadn't seen anything in the world, he still understood the meaning of such an insulting word, and stood up while clenching his fists: "Shut up!"

The little fat man was not afraid at all, and he smiled and said: "Why are you so angry? Did I hit the mark? Did you see it with your own eyes? Then tell the big guy... ah!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he screamed.

Qin Sang lifted the man's collar, clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Apologize!"

The little fat man was punched in the face, and immediately swelled up. Tears of pain kept flowing, and he shouted, "How dare you hit me! My father never hit me! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooire... A dead person?! Beat this little bastard to death! Revenge me!!"

The little fat man's family background is not low, and the people around him already hated Qin Sang. Hearing what he said, they immediately rushed up and fought in a ball.

But these pampered aristocratic sons were no match for Qin Sang, a child who was used to working as a coolie since he was a child, and they were soon overthrown by a lot of them. There were crying and moaning everywhere in the school, which was very lively.

Xuan Jingyin was a little confused, he just wanted to drive Qin Sang away, but he never thought of doing it!

There was chaos in the school, and Jiang Jin, who was standing under an old peach tree, had a completely indifferent expression, as if he didn't hear the childish scolding of those children, and he didn't see Qin Sang being bullied.

Jijiu blew his beard and stared angrily: "It's against the sky! It's really against the sky! These brats... This is a place to study, how dare they act like this! I have to discipline them!"

As he spoke, he rushed over with his clothes in his hands.

Xuan Lan looked at it with great interest for a while, then glanced at Jiang Jintang: "Do you not care about Nine Thousand Years?"

"Child?" Jiang Jintang said flatly.

Xuan Lan originally thought that he was going to pretend to be magnanimous and said that he would not care about children, but he heard the next sentence: "If you don't see the ugliness of this world with your own eyes, and bear all the consequences of your own incompetence and weakness, you will not grown up."

"Qin Sang chose to do it, so he has to learn to end it by himself."

Xuan Lan was taken aback.

Then suddenly laughed.

Jiang Jintang's way of educating children seems to have always been like this, whether it was with Xuan Lan back then, or with Qin Sang now.

Xuan Lan clasped his hands behind his back and said, "These children are ignorant and talk about nine thousand years old. Aren't nine thousand years old angry?"

"If everyone scolded me, I would be angry. I would have been pissed off." Jiang Jintang knew that he was notorious. A few innocuous and bastard words from a brat who is not dry.

The sacrificial wine had already rushed over, causing people to separate the children who were in a ball. Although Qin Sang was brave, he was no match for four hands, his face was painted, and his clothes were torn. Under the circumstances, the others were even more miserable, especially the little fat man, whose already fat face was already so swollen that he couldn't see it.

Seeing Jijiu coming, he hastily cried and complained: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh...Master Jijiu, Qin Sang beat up people as soon as he came to Class A! You must make the decision for us!"

He used this kind of trick often before. In the past, those masters looked at him as pitiful, and because of his family background, they just turned a blind eye and closed their eyes. But this time, he watched the whole process of offering wine. It would not be indiscriminate to say that it was Qin Sang's fault, and said with a downcast face: "Why are you crying?! A man doesn't flick his tears, what do you look like!"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, wiped away his tears aggrievedly, and said with a sob: "But the sacrificial wine..."

Ji Jiu looked at Qin Sang coldly: "I saw it all, it was you who made the first move."

The little fat man hurriedly said: "That's right! Everyone can testify that it was Qin Sang who made the first move!"

Qin Sang pursed her lips and said, "I moved first, but—"

"Enough." Jijiu said, "I don't want to listen to your explanation, there is something wrong if you do it first!"

Qin Sang bit her lip and stopped talking.

Seeing that Jijiu helped him speak, the little fat man became even more arrogant: "Qin Sang, you kneel down and kowtow to apologize to me now, and I will forgive you."

Another student who was beaten scolded: "Even if he kneels down and calls me grandpa, I will not forgive him. I have never been beaten in my life!"

"We must drive him out. If others know that I am studying with the son of the treacherous official, they will definitely think that I am also a bad person!"

The children's voices were still immature, but they were so vicious that they shot at Qin Sang's body like swords, making the young boy's body look very thin.

Just as Jijiu was about to speak, he suddenly heard a cold voice: "Qin Sang, come here."

The author has something to say:

This wave is caused by parents who are worried that their children will hit the scene of bullying on campus when they go to kindergarten.

Thank you for your concern, it's much better now, there may be a second update, if not, just pretend I didn't say that ^^